1 Jesus, thy beauties I explore!
Who am a helpless worm;
Adoring now and evermore
Thy crucified form.
2 When on thy cross, my dearest Lord,
What Love didst thou display!
Eternal annals shall record
The great uncommon day.
3 Down low, beneath the wrath of heav'n,
Thy troubled soul did bow;
Humiliation deeply grav'n
Upon thy bleeding brow.
4 My God! my God! was then thy cry,
Why hast thou me forsook?
Nature, replying with a sigh,
In strong convulsions shook.
5 More marr'd than any man's thy face,
Thy judgment's took away;
Nor men, nor angels then could trace
Thy mystery, thy day.
6 Tho' Satan once did us enslave,
Now thou hast bruis'd his head;
And in thyself didst fully save
Thy lov'd, thy royal seed.
7 Hence everlasting praise belongs
To thee our God and King:
Do thou but influence our songs,
And we will ever sing.
Source: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: selected and original, designed for the use of the Church Universal in public and private devotion #CXXXIII